Oh why did I just do that? It has nearly one year since my first boyfriend and I broke up. Or perhaps, one whole year that he decided to block me on AIM and ICQ. And today, stupid me, I decided to check out his page, which I hadn\’t visited for the longest time. I am glad that he was able to figure out what he wanted or didn\’t want in a girl. But the emotional wounds from the relationship started festering again. I still remember how we could read each other\’s minds. Well almost. Then again, I still remember the many silences in the last month of our relationship.

Best advice I have ever received?

MOVE ON.

Okay no told-you-so\’s. Last year, Xing and I were supposed to find an apartment together, but I uh…kind of ditched her at the last moment, claiming that friends shouldn\’t room together because in the end they\’ll just hate each other. What irony. I am in looking for housing again. With friends or not friends. Yes, I may be rooming with one of my current roommates (no, I didn\’t even know them before I moved in) or rooming with complete strangers.

And my ideal roommate would NOT use alarm clocks.

Misunderstandings are just so horrible. There are times that I wish we can read minds. No secrets. No questions. Just the blunt, harsh truth. Which is better then, a truth or a lie?

Wishing on a dream that seems far off
Hoping it will come today.

Into the starlit night,
Foolish dreamers turn their gaze,
Waiting on a shooting star.

But, what if that star is not to come?
Will their dreams fade to nothing?
When the horizon darkens most,
We all need to believe there is hope.

Is an angel watching closely over me?
Can there be a guiding light I\’ve yet to see?
I know my heart should guide me, but,
There\’s a hole within my soul.

What will fill this emptiness inside of me?
Am I to be satisfied without knowing?

I wish, then, for a chance to see,
Now all I need,

Is my star to come…

Meow meow cat! Check this out. No the original doesn\’t have a high-pitched vocal as that. It comes from the RPG game, Lunar: Silver Star Story.

Marisol (okay so we\’re not friends anymore) introduced me to the boards hosted by the-protagonist. It took me more than six months to reach 100 posts. And I finally have my profile up, which is probably more complete than the bio I have up here (yes, I have been going by circia for like…three to four years now. why? it\’s a derivative of Circe from Homer\’s Odyssey. Why? If you know me well enough, you know why). I know. What a good way to procrastinate not writing my paper…

I realize now that I don\’t like interviews. I feel like I am BSing the entire way through. After so many interviews (where 3/4 were successful), it makes me just sick. Personally, I never liked working in teams and when I did, the work was often never divided equally. So how am I supposed to answer the question about \”Describe a situation where you worked as a team and how you approached a problem.\” Or how about the inevitable question, \”Why do you want to work for us?\”

Cause of headache. Too bad I can\’t be truthful, because I am naturally cynical.

WHO IS DAT HOT CHICK?!?!?!

It\’s one of my rare layout changes. The only time I have ever changed my layout in the past four years was when I moved to a different server. So that basically meant that I only had three different layouts all those four years. :p Did you want to see a hot chick? Then look up above!

And also, because I was getting tired of looking at myself. Remember, Aaron said that I looked chubby. Cliff and Christina the 8th grader said that I looked like an old lady. Or that I looked sad. Or serious. But then other people said that I looked great…eh. :p

Besides, the name rich poor girl wore out its welcome.

Went to dinner with my parents, my aunts, my uncles and my grandparents in Oakland. My aunt and uncle were visiting from Michigan. My other aunt and uncle…well my aunt just had surgery to remove a malignant tumor. :( She\’s better now.

And I am such a picky eater. Did you ever know that I hate the comment, \”Jenn, you\’re so thin!\” Well, my aunt and uncle were dragging it on when I got picky about Chinese food like I usually am \”Aiya, you\’re a girl and so thin! There\’s no need to be on a diet. Girls are always on diets.\”

Insult. Insult. To which my mom responded, \”Oh she\’s so thin…no need to be on a diet.\”

I am not thin. I am not fat either. :p

GAH! And I don\’t like hearing about how my cousin overachieved in this and that. It makes me feel like getting into the top public university in the US wasn\’t enough.

*sob* Karen sent me a job description regarding someone needing a techsavvy female to help someone in the office. I applied several weeks ago, thinking that I would only have to troubleshoot basic problems. The employer called me later at 9 am in the morning a week later for a short interview. She told me that someone else would be calling me later. And that someone called me today. Unfortunately, I wasn\’t aptly prepared for the interview. Nor did I know it was going to take so long. He asked me questions about networking…some stuff that I didn\’t know. A lot of stuff that I BSed. No, I don\’t know how I would deal a dos program. No, I never used Windows ME (because it sucks). No, I never used BackupExec. No, I haven\’t ever heard of a legacy program. Dos programs are supposed to be EXTINCT. UGH, stupid intimidating problems. And the office is really far up in North Berkeley. So after the interview, the guy asked me whether I was still interested and I turned down the job offer, telling him that he could probably find a better candidate. Besides, I am already a RCC.

I am such a wananbe geek. Now I feel sad. :(